C10 Indirect Kissing

By the time Ye Zifeng returned to the villa, it was already late in the morning.

In the dining hall on the first floor of the villa, Ouyang Baanruo was munching on a piece of bread and drinking milk by herself.

Seeing Ye Zifeng coming back, Ouyang Baanruo's face immediately turned ugly.

Ouyang Baanruo, who originally wanted to carry the plate upstairs calmed herself down and said in her heart: This is my home, why do I have to act like a thief and avoid this bastard?

Ouyang Baanruo who had a bad temper sat in her seat unwaveringly, still eating the dry bread in her hands with her head down, treating Ye Zifeng, who had slipped through the door, as air. But when he thought about the embarrassing and ambiguous scene at Ye Zifeng's door this morning, Ouyang Shuo's face couldn't help but turn red.

"Wife, I'm so hungry. Is there anything to eat at home?"

Since Ye Zifeng came to Zhong Hai, he had not eaten a full meal. Adding to the consumption from his morning training, his stomach was growling loudly.

Ouyang Baanruo rolled her eyes at Ye Zifeng in annoyance, and said coldly: "There's one in the refrigerator, go find it yourself!"

After she finished speaking, Ouyang Baanruo lowered her head once more. She basically did not want to take one more look at Ye Zifeng.

On the contrary, Ye Zifeng looked at Ouyang Baanruo, and in the end, his gaze landed on the dry bread on Ouyang Baanruo's plate, and he joked: "Wife, you are a rich man's daughter, eat this in the morning, the dry bread and cold milk are not hygienic nor nourishing!"

Ouyang Baanruo said unhappily: "You think I want to gnaw dry bread? In the past, my breakfast was always sent over by Uncle Zhong, but today, Uncle Zhong has matters to attend to and is unable to come, so I can only make do with eating this! "

With regards to Ouyang Baanruo's explanation, Ye Zifeng smiled and did not say much. Instead, he walked straight towards the kitchen.

Opening the refrigerator in the kitchen, Ye Zifeng looked around. He first took out a bottle of mineral water and gulped it down twice, then smiled: "I say, my wife, isn't there a lot of ingredients in this fridge? With so many fresh ingredients to put aside for eating, gnawing on dry bread, isn't this just asking for too much from yourself! "

Ye Zifeng had only casually asked, but to his surprise, it had instead caused Ouyang Baanruo to become both embarrassed and angry.

Ouyang Baanruo fiercely tore off a piece of bread and threw it into her mouth and snorted: "I, I can't cook, can't I?"

"Eh …"

Ye Zifeng who was in the kitchen was speechless, and then the two of them went silent.

Finally, the silence was broken not by the person who spoke first, but by the clanging sound that came from the kitchen.

Not long after, the rich fragrance of food wafted out from Ouyang Baanruo's kitchen.

Eating the dry bread and drinking the cold milk, this was originally a type of suffering for Ouyang Baanruo, the daughter of a rich family. Now, with the smell of the kitchen filled with the fragrance that assaulted the nose, Ouyang Baanruo's emotions became even more complicated.

Secretly glancing back, Ouyang Baanruo saw Ye Zifeng in short pants working in the kitchen, her back figure was actually not that annoying in front of Ouyang Baanruo's eyes.

"Smells so good, smells so good. What is this bastard doing? How could it smell so good?" Ouyang Baanruo was surprised, at the same time, she could not help but look at Ye Zifeng twice.

Not long after, Ye Zifeng walked out of the kitchen with two bowls of hot broth. The scalding hot air roiled about, making one's appetite boil.

Ye Zifeng walked over to the dining table and placed a bowl of noodles in front of Ouyang Baanruo. After that, he carried a bowl himself and sat opposite to Ouyang Baanruo with a smile.

"Wife, eating too much cold isn't good for your stomach. Come, try it. I gave you some noodles!"

Ouyang Baanruo could not help but look at the noodle bowl beside him. The green and red peppers on the noodle bowl were exceptionally bright, and on the surface of the noodle soup, there was a small clump of minced meat, the temptation of the food was irresistible.

He wanted to reach out and take the bowl of steaming hot noodles. After all, compared to the dry bread and cold milk, this hot soup and hot noodles could be said to be the best in the world.

However, when the matter was about to come to an end, Ouyang Baanruo withdrew her jade hands and muttered in her heart: Hmph, you want to bribe me with a bowl of noodles? This girl will definitely not eat anything made by this scoundrel.

After thinking about it, Ouyang Baanruo once again picked up the dry bread beside her and started chewing on it ruthlessly. However, her pair of beautiful eyes continued to glance at the noodle soup at her side from time to time.

"Wife, why aren't you eating?" Ye Zifeng asked as he ate heartily.

Ouyang Baanruo swallowed his saliva, and stubbornly said: "Hmph, isn't it just a bowl of broken noodles, it doesn't look that special, maybe it will taste better than my bread?"

"It's fine if you don't want to eat it, but I'll eat it myself!"

Ye Zifeng was stunned at first, then smiled bitterly as he shook his head and continued eating.

However, in Ouyang Baanruo's opinion, Ye Zifeng's way of eating was extremely disgraceful. The sound of the noodle soup was extremely hard to hear.

"Damned bastard, this guy must have done it on purpose. A bowl of noodles can even be so fragrant, I don't believe it's that delicious!" "Humph!"

Muttering to herself, Ouyang Baanruo once again fiercely pouted the dry bread in her hands. However, although her heart was firm, her stomach was still rumbling honestly.

"Wife, if you're hungry, then eat. If this noodle soup is cold, then it won't taste good!"

Ouyang Baanruo subconsciously touched her empty stomach, and awkwardly rolled her eyes at Ye Zifeng.

Seeing Ye Zifeng eating without any worries, Ouyang Baanruo could not hold it in anymore, she thought: Hmph, eating so easily is just a bowl of noodles, filling a stomach is the most important, if not, how can I get the strength to chase this bastard out?

After thinking for a while, Ouyang Baanruo picked up the bowl of noodles and started to chew like Ye Zifeng.

However, the moment the noodles entered his mouth, a look of disbelief appeared on Ouyang Baanruo's peerlessly beautiful face.

Staring at the bowl of soup dumbfoundedly for a long time, Ouyang Baanruo said in her heart, "This, this is a noodles?" Why have I never eaten such delicious noodles?

Then, Ouyang Baanruo thought about it again: No, no, I must be too hungry, so I started to hallucinate, that's right, it was just an illusion.

"Wife, how is it? The noodles I made tasted pretty good, right?!" Ye Zifeng stared at Ouyang Baanruo with a smile.

Ouyang Baanruo, on the other hand, continued to gobble down the food while pretending to be strong: "Humph, even if it's delicious, it's not good, just average!" Immediately after, Ouyang Baanruo added with incomparable guilt, "Hmph, don't think that you can bribe me just by making a bowl of noodles. I swear that I will definitely chase you out of my house."

Ouyang Baanruo spoke very quickly, because she was in a hurry to eat the noodles.

Originally, Ouyang Baanruo was still chewing on the food slowly, but not long later, her eating attitude was almost as good as Ye Zifeng's. As she ate, Ouyang Baanruo cried out in her heart: Delicious, it's simply too delicious.

Not long after, Ouyang Baanruo finished all the soup and all the water in the bowl.

On the other hand, Ye Zifeng smiled and sat opposite to him.

The two of them looked at each other, and for some reason, Ouyang Baanruo felt a burst of nervousness, and then, with a face full of arrogance, she spoke to Ye Zifeng.

"Hey, your noodles aren't bad. It's just a little too spicy!"

Saying that, Ouyang Baanruo unceremoniously took the bottle of water on the table, opened it and drank it all.

Ye Zifeng was startled at first, but then he smiled faintly with a deeper meaning.

"Hey, why are you looking at me like that? Isn't it just making noodles? What's so special about it? Is there a need to laugh so smugly? " Ouyang Baanruo was not convinced.

Ye Zifeng threw up his hands: "Wife, I'm not arrogant. I just wanted to tell you that I drank that bottle of water you just drank! "

Instantly, Ouyang Baanruo's face changed. Abruptly throwing down the water in her hands, Ouyang Baanruo clutched her chest as she felt the urge to vomit. Then, she rushed to the washroom on the first floor in a hurry.

At the same time, Ye Zifeng's clear laughter came out from the living room.

Playing with the water bottle on the table, Ye Zifeng laughed sinisterly: Hehe, this can also be considered an indirect kiss, right?